It's already difficult for me to spend Christmas away from my parents and my sisters, and it had to be even worst as Habibi seemed not to give a shit about it. We fought again, this time in Christmas eve.
My older sister couldn't come to Skype last night - she lives in Luxembourg with her husband, 1yo son and 10yo step daughter - which was already bad, as she was with her husband's family and unable to spend Christmas with us. So my parents and younger sister were by themselves at home, with no spirit at all.
Back in London, I worked until 7pm, Habibi until 9pm. I came home and put on Christmas songs while secretly redecorating our place in a very very warm way, which I hoped Habibi would like.
I’ve been so unable to get online and write for the blog, I’m
so sorryyyyyyy L
This has been a crazy month, full oftomanythingstodoatthesametime, a lot of worries and a lot of emotional
disasters.
Starting by my job. I’m not happy at all, I don’t like most
of the people there, I don’t see myself working there, I don’t like it.
Everyday it’s a huge challenge for me to get ready to go back to that place. I’ve
even been late a lot of times this month due to my inability to leave home
knowing that I’m going there. I also had fights with the managers and whatever,
they’re not professional anyway. They are not more capable than me, to be
honest. Anyway I told them I’m leaving my position in the company. I’m just
waiting for the end of the year to give my resignation letter.
We have a lot of problems and sometimes I think we might not be together forever due to many differences that there are between us.
Also at this moment I'm still trying to get over the shock of seeing my ex Kevin, which makes me doubt everything.
But in the end I know that Habibi is probably the most amazing man I've ever met.
He is so strong but sensitive and dedicated at the same time. And he respects me, even with all my defects. I'm lucky!
I'm still in shock, I can't stop thinking about it.
Last Thursday, 11th December, I was working as normal in what happened to be a very quiet day in the shoes store where I work. I was in charge of the front floor, next to the entrance, where I NEVER work, I'm always in charge of women's section, in the top floor. But thi
s time there I was.
In the middle of the afternoon, with no customers to serve, I got distracted with something else, when I noticed 3 young males coming in and staring at the shoes. I decided to go and offer them my help, as I am expected to do. I heard them talking, they were from my country! YEAY, exciting!
I was actually 3 meters away when I saw the
face of one of them.